(if the boulevard goin' hard)
Bitch take up my time, now I'm runnin' pretty low
Sick up in the mind, got me spinnin' about that dough
How I been feelin', I'm lettin' them know
I'm reapin' whatever I sow
Your bitch just spend your paper then
Interrogate you about an engagement
And start pickin' up your slack
Count on "Conch Town" having my back
Whenever the money is movin', I get a little piece of the sum
I'm the peak of the summit
In fact, that's tax
Coming from the Raw
I'ma ride it till I die, bitch
Three, three, four, one, eight
I'm on a spiral in disguise, bitch
Hit the corner for some more
Packs, I'm passin' the 1st to the 4th
Avenue Q, I'm riding right through
I'ma get mine right till my mind is cooked
Weapon stashed all over this fool
Grenade in hand and the pin is pulled
An AR stuffed way down my shorts
I'm a motherf*ckin' G and I'm ready to shoot
Ready to die, open my eyes
Embrace the pain and OD on prescriptions
I f*ck up a bottle of alcohol, poisoning, ruining carpets all over while shuttering
Ready to kill, loving the thrill
Load up a mag and pop one more pill
I chug another bottle of vodka and vomit
I'm ready for war, I'm ready to die on my hill
(if the boulevard goin' hard I be on it dawg)
(I can't take a loss, watch your mouth and the way you talk)
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(if the boulevard goin' hard)
Bitch take up my time, now I'm runnin' pretty low
Sick up in the mind, got me spinnin' about that dough
How I been feelin', I'm lettin' them know
I'm reapin' whatever I sow
Your bitch just spend your paper then
Interrogate you about an engagement
And start pickin' up your slack
Count on "Conch Town" having my back
Whenever the money is movin', I get a little piece of the sum
I'm the peak of the summit
In fact, that's tax
Coming from the Raw
I'ma ride it till I die, bitch
Three, three, four, one, eight
I'm on a spiral in disguise, bitch
Hit the corner for some more
Packs, I'm passin' the 1st to the 4th
Avenue Q, I'm riding right through
I'ma get mine right till my mind is cooked
Weapon stashed all over this fool
Grenade in hand and the pin is pulled
An AR stuffed way down my shorts
I'm a motherf*ckin' G and I'm ready to shoot
Ready to die, open my eyes
Embrace the pain and OD on prescriptions
I f*ck up a bottle of alcohol, poisoning, ruining carpets all over while shuttering
Ready to kill, loving the thrill
Load up a mag and pop one more pill
I chug another bottle of vodka and vomit
I'm ready for war, I'm ready to die on my hill
(if the boulevard goin' hard I be on it dawg)
(I can't take a loss, watch your mouth and the way you talk)
Bitch take up my time, now I'm runnin' pretty low
Sick up in the mind, got me spinnin' about that dough
How I been feelin', I'm lettin' them know
I'm reapin' whatever I sow
Your bitch just spend your paper then
Interrogate you about an engagement
And start pickin' up your slack
Count on "Conch Town" having my back
Whenever the money is movin', I get a little piece of the sum
I'm the peak of the summit
In fact, that's tax
Coming from the Raw
I'ma ride it till I die, bitch
Three, three, four, one, eight
I'm on a spiral in disguise, bitch
Hit the corner for some more
Packs, I'm passin' the 1st to the 4th
Avenue Q, I'm riding right through
I'ma get mine right till my mind is cooked
Weapon stashed all over this fool
Grenade in hand and the pin is pulled
An AR stuffed way down my shorts
I'm a motherf*ckin' G and I'm ready to shoot
Ready to die, open my eyes
Embrace the pain and OD on prescriptions
I f*ck up a bottle of alcohol, poisoning, ruining carpets all over while shuttering
Ready to kill, loving the thrill
Load up a mag and pop one more pill
I chug another bottle of vodka and vomit
I'm ready for war, I'm ready to die on my hill
(if the boulevard goin' hard I be on it dawg)
(I can't take a loss, watch your mouth and the way you talk)
Writer: Konner Krekel
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